At night, the martial arts venue.

After Zhang Junping took his younger brothers and sisters to practice martial arts, he looked at his sweaty younger brothers and sisters and smiled: "Erlang, Sanlang, you are brothers. I will go to the palace to work on duty in the future. I can't take you to practice literature and martial arts with you. You must be a good example for your younger brothers and sisters!"

"Brother, do you want us anymore?" The youngest Goro Zhang Junpeng asked in a crying voice.

These days are Zhang Junpeng’s happiest days. Although it is very hard to learn martial arts, he is still very happy because as long as he learns well, his elder brother will hug him.

The warm embrace that he had never felt before. His biological father had never hugged them.

"How could it be? My brother went to the palace to work on duty. When I went to bed, my brother would still take you to practice martial arts together!

You must be good, I will let Lu Bo and Agui teach you basic skills first!

When you have mastered your basic skills, brother will teach you more powerful martial arts!" Zhang Junping bent down, reached out and rubbed Lao Wu's head and smiled.

"Brother, don't worry! We are not children anymore! We will study hard and practice martial arts!" The fourth brother Zhang Junkai as if he was a little adult.

"Okay, Shiro is a good person! Goro is also a little man, you all have to work hard!

It depends on you to revitalize our Zhang family in the future!

Let’s study and practice martial arts to revitalize the Zhang family!" Zhang Junping waved his fists to cheer everyone up.

"Well! Let's follow our elder brother to study and practice martial arts to revitalize the Zhang family!" Zhang Junhui and others shouted loudly.

After cheering up the strength of his younger brothers and sisters, Zhang Junping announced his dissolution, "Okay, it's getting late, you guys hurry up and go back and rest!"

Looking up at the stars, such a Song Dynasty, such a Zhang family, and such a life seems to be really good!

The Northern Song Dynasty was still early, and that was a hundred years later.

What do you think so much!

Now, I go to work in the East Palace every day, and I often flatter the emperor and brag with the prince. I have a very comfortable life when I have time to do business.

The next day, early, at the fourth day, Zhang Junping got up early before dawn.

I moved my body in the martial arts venue, slapped a set of fists, practiced a knife for a while, and washed it. I rode my horse to court at about 5 o'clock in the morning.

In the early Song Dynasty, the time for going to the Great Dynasty was not fixed. When the bells in the bell tower rang, it was going to the Great Dynasty.

Usually, everyone works in their own yamen. If you have any questions, you can go to Chuigong Hall to ask for the emperor.

In fact, even if you go to the Great Dynasty, Zhang Junping is not qualified to go to the Great Dynasty. Going to the Great Dynasty is the business of the fourth-rank bosses.

He just needs to go to Qingning Palace to accompany the prince.

When I arrived at Qingning Palace, I handed over the black horse to the palace guards' gatekeepers, and walked in with the wine jar.

"Lord Zuo Shuzi!" A squad in front of the Imperial Guard Hall came over and stopped Zhang Junping.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Sir Zuo Shuzi, you can't bring this in!" Ban Zhi was very confused and looked at Zhang Junping carefully.

Yesterday, Zhang Junping fought with his colleagues in the Palace Front Office. Yan Wen also heard that Chao Yi was not the same. His martial arts skills were much worse than those of Chao Yi, so he naturally did not dare to use Zhang Junping to harden his steel, but his responsibilities were dependent on him and he had to stop Zhang Junping.

Moreover, it is said that Zhang Junping has a bad temper and is afraid of being beaten.

Zhang Junping looked up and down at the imperial guard Ban Zhi who blocked his way in front of him.

All of these classes are handsome men, who are six feet tall and have big arms and round waists.

The Palace Front Office is similar to the guards of honor in later generations. The Palace Front Office’s squad directly refers to those low-level generals of the Palace Front Office who have no soldiers to take.

For example, Yang Wenguang and Gao Zunfu's journey as a military general started from the class, similar to the chief clerk in later generations.

"What's your name?" Zhang Junping asked with a smile as he looked at the imperial guards in front of him.

"The last general Yan Wen! Please don't let the last general be embarrassed!" Yan Wen begged with his fists.

"Haha! This jar of wine is temporarily stored here, but I can't give it to someone to steal it! I ask you for your name and look back and find you to pick it up!" Zhang Junping chuckled, handed the jar of wine in his arms to Yan Wen, and then walked into Qingning Palace.

Yan Wen held the wine jar and looked at Zhang Junping who was walking into the palace gate, as if he was dreaming.

Didn’t it mean that Zuo Shuzi has a bad temper and kills people at any time?

It can be seen that there are so many rumors that are unreliable!

"I will thank you for your son Zuo Shuzi!" Yan Wen shouted loudly at Zhang Junping's back.

Zhang Junping didn't look back, raised his right hand and shook it, "Look at some wine! Please drink another day!"

After entering Qingning Palace, Prince Zhao Zhen had already gotten up and was waiting for him outside the palace.

"Master Zhang," Zhao Zhen showed joy on his face and shouted loudly when he saw Zhang Junping.

"I've seen the king!" Zhang Junping bowed with his fists.

"I have met Master Zhang!" Zhao Zhen also imitated Zhang Junping and bowed to him.

Today, Prince Zhao Zhen changed into a more neat warrior outfit, light yellow outfit, and Zhao Zhen's height of more than 1.3 meters, he was really heroic and upright.

"Master, let's start? Let's run first, jog three laps first!" Zhang Junping didn't say much and started running directly.

Several of the eunuchs of the Prince Zhao Zhen hurriedly stood beside the Prince Zhao Zhen, ready at any time. When the prince fell down, he rushed up to act as a meat cushion and jogged for three laps, then ran two laps quickly, and then finished with one lap.

"Zuo Shuzi, why did you get two more laps today than yesterday? What if the king is exhausted? Our family can't take this responsibility!" The older eunuch came over panting and asked Zhang Junping why he ran one more laps than yesterday.

"Yesterday, the king just came into contact with the running activity. Running five laps is considered a warm-up to get used to this sport!

Not only will it increase today, but it will add one more round tomorrow!

Dogma, how do you teach the king? You also use your dogma to pussy next to you?" Zhang Junping explained first, then glared and cursed.

"Our family is also concerned about the king, afraid that the king will be tired! Why are you...why are you scolding?"

"What's wrong with scolding you? No matter how blind you are, you will beat someone up!

If you have the ability, please continue to complain to Your Majesty! See if Your Majesty will punish me!"

"Our family has not complained, our family is just reporting on the king's daily life as usual..." the eunuch hurriedly defended.

"Stop being there. If you really care about the king, just find a way to get beef. The king needs to eat beef when practicing martial arts. It doesn't take too much every day, just three or four taels!"

"Killing cattle is illegal! Where can we get beef at home?" The eunuch almost cried because of grievance.

In ancient times, cattle were important animal powers. Killing cattle has always been a serious crime. Even if the cattle is old and cannot work, it cannot be killed. It can only be sold after the cattle dies from old age and reports to the government for verification and approval.

The heroes in Water Margin often come with a few kilograms of good wine and cut a few kilograms of beef. In fact, it was artistic creation. Killing cattle in ancient times was one of the landmark events of the rebellion and uprising. In Water Margin, the heroes eat beef in order to highlight the Liangshan heroes’ spirit of fearlessness and reflect their resistance to the government.

"That's your business! Aren't you wholeheartedly considering the king? Then find a way to get beef! The king can't eat any old-fashioned cows, you need the prime-aged cows!
Chapter completed!